Many things can be said about Tom Jones. He’s a cultural treasure, a national icon for Wales, an incredibly singer, a brilliant musician, but apparently — he steals chickens. Not just any chickens, prize-winning chickens.
One of my biggest regrets in life is that I haven’t seen as many concerts as I should’ve. Also, that I’m not Tom Jones. Cause, come on, who wouldn’t want to be Tom Jones? You’re primarily known for singing without subtlety, just blasting everyone over with your full-throated songs, and having a string of cheese-tastic, ridiculous hits and people just chuck their underwear at you. Wherever you are. Getting coffee, relaxing with your insured chest-hair and indulging in love-in’s with 70’s shag rugs. Seriously, if you don’t believe that Tom Jones humps shag rugs, I have bridges to sell you all over the world.
Anyway, in tiny Welsh towns, prize chickens are apparently a huge deal. Huge enough to ban people from coming back to tiny Welsh towns. Which isn’t really a punishment, more of a mercy offering. And because when Tom Jones came to town one day, to the town of Forchiw, the prize chicken vanished. So he was banned for nearly forty years, and clearly didn’t really care. Well, today, they lifted the ban. And Tom Jones went right on living. Because that’s how he rolls.
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DEBRACarpenter
January 12th, 2012 - 1:06:33 AM
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